Stronger from Earth-Chapter 113: The Doomsday Orator

Several days passed, and another message spread across the Earth God Continent: "An alien race has a savior who is creating a salvation ship that can protect them and help them escape this catastrophe."

Suddenly, the bewildered Celestial Race found a spiritual solace and began frantically searching for the savior, a chaos so intense that even the government office couldn’t suppress it.

In fact, the government office understood even more that strong individuals with four or six arms were gathering at the imperial city, almost abandoning other regions to concentrate their forces on defense.

This could only mean that the Celestial Race was going to be defeated, and they would become abandoned citizens.

This year’s autumn wind was exceptionally bleak. A little Celestial Race boy walked into his home to find his parents storing grain, hiding it well.

Whether it was the cellar or the deliberately made holes in the walls, these places had become great places for hiding food.

In these chaotic days, people are robbing things everywhere; if such disasters befell them, they might really starve.

In fact, these days of chaos, under the collapsed order, have resulted in substantial deaths and injuries, severely disrupting normal life.

"Er’cuo, how did your inquiry go?" a middle-aged woman asked.

Er’cuo actually means Er Gouzi, and they call the guard dogs with long front legs and short hind legs Cuo Zhen, so the name Er’cuo isn’t too bad.

"I found out; the savior is currently in Luoxia Town. They flew over from the midst of colorful clouds, hovering in the air with strange appearances, yet as soon as they speak, many people kneel.

Within half a day, over ten thousand people have kneeled there, and many people from villages and towns have gone there, wealthy households are offering their gold, hoping for a spot to get on the salvation ship."

Er’cuo gesticulated wildly, his speech somewhat exaggerated.

His parents stood up abruptly, asking loudly: "Is what you said really true?"

"Nothing could be truer!" Er’cuo said firmly.

"Quickly, take the silver we’ve saved at home, we’ll also go kneel to the savior, wishing for their mercy to save our family from the world-ending disaster."

The whole family hurried away, heading towards Luoxia Town, on the way seeing many families also going out, one by one the Celestial Race congregating at the village entrance into a stream of people.

At Luoxia Town’s Luoxia Mountain, the crowd surged, one Celestial Race after another kneeling on the ground, looking up at Wang Xuan and others floating in mid-air.

Wang Xuan’s voice seemed to carry magic power, making these people believe without any doubts about the authenticity of what he said.

The end of the world is upon us! Have you seen it? Mountain fires rage, volcanoes erupt, floods overflow, such natural disasters have ravaged the Earth God Continent."

With a wave of his hand, a massive projection appeared on his body, ten zhang long and wide, showing scenes of mountain fires raging, volcanoes erupting, and floods overflowing.

Federation citizens wouldn’t be surprised by such filmed projections, but Celestial Race people regard it as a divine miracle, unmatched in its shock.

They don’t understand the principles, these surpass their realm of understanding, eventually attributing it to the means of Divine Spirit."

The end of the world is approaching, and your Celestial Race Emperor, the Eight-Armed King, has abandoned you, preparing to face the world-ending disaster, seeking a sliver of hope.

Each four-armed and six-armed Celestial has gathered at imperial city, all struggling while abandoning you.

You’ve been forsaken, when the end of the world arrives, you can only face death!"

Hearing Wang Xuan’s compelling speech, the Celestial Race populace felt despair and anger, worried and fearful, begging, "Savior, save us poor souls!"

In front of them, piles of gold and silver treasures formed small mountains, all belongings laid out with no reluctance.

Especially the hundred people at the front, were completely hypnotized by Wang Xuan, becoming puppets doing whatever he said, leading to make the speech even more perfect.

Wang Xuan lowered his hands: "Your Emperor has forsaken you, but I will save you!

I will create a salvation ship and send you to the celestial world, and there you will have a new life!

Obey me, submit to me, and you can all be redeemed!"

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A day passed, Wang Xuan and others finally left, yet those Celestial Race people were still reluctant to part with these saviors.

Although Wang Xuan had promised that as long as they obeyed and submitted, they could survive, there was still unease.

"Wang Xuan, do you think of yourself as a good person?"

Zhuge Xian’s outstandingly beautiful face gazed at him, her originally calm eyes rippling Autumn waves.

"I’m no good person, never was, why do you have such a notion, Zhuge Xian?" Wang Xuan raised an eyebrow and asked.

Zhuge Xian chuckled lightly: "Federation troops are stationed, any Celestial Race citizens who do not submit will only meet death, cannot survive, and in the end, only a few can move to other planets in this Star Domain.

But due to this endeavor of yours, probably none of the billions of Celestial Race citizens on the Earth God Continent will resist but will submit to the Federation.

By doing this, isn’t it a benevolent act?"

The so-called salvation ship is actually a large starship for future interstellar travel, and Wang Xuan, disguised as the savior, did promise to lead the Celestial Race citizens to avoid the end of the world, which is true.

Though it’s simply going along with the flow, he spent some eloquence without any actual cost, all based on leveraging the situation.

"My kindness is extravagant; I’m no Bodhisattva or savior, Celestial Race that died due to me count in millions, both you and I are aware of that.

Especially the rumors of the end of the world further caused a collapse of order on the Earth God Continent, and the impact is bad enough for everyone to know.

The current scenario is simply because it’s convenient, as for whether the Celestial Race citizens really benefit from it, it’s merely kindness given conveniently."

He is someone who does something when necessary but avoids other actions, neither greatly evil nor greatly good.

"Regardless, they benefited from you, potentially saving more lives, could reach tens of millions. If we earn spiritual luck, our group could slaughter tens of millions on Earth God Continent, rather than obtain spiritual luck in this way.

But slaughtering those unarmed citizens, indeed offends heaven, not only lowering the moral baseline but also hurting our Dao heart.

Since you chose to do this, whether intentionally or not, isn’t it inherently good?"

Wang Xuan did not deny it, in truth, he didn’t want to massacre those unarmed civilians, especially in such a massive quantity, if he really did it, he feared himself becoming numb and indifferent.

What is "do what should be done, avoid what shouldn’t"? That’s his answer.

"Enough of your chatter, go practice." Wang Xuan scolded.

Zhuge Xian pouted, such a guy doesn’t understand charm, chatting with him, yet he doesn’t know to treat gently.

For the next month, the group went around the Earth God Continent for speeches, everywhere Wang Xuan would first hypnotize a group of people, letting them package his identity as a savior.

In merely a month, he journeyed through half of the Earth God Continent, government-organized resistance was spontaneously dispersed by the populace, and some opposing voices vanished in the vast opinions of the people.

Numerous Celestial Race citizens received spiritual solace from Wang Xuan, only thinking of obtaining new life upon the salvation ship when the world-ending days arrive.

At a gorge, Wang Xuan and others were resting; suddenly, overflowing aura emerged from Fang Wuji and Gai Zhushen, white smoke rising above their heads.

Primal essence within them was refined in batches, inner strength continually compressed into pure True Qi, circulating through the meridians, soon completing a Great Cycle.

When all the primal essence was refined into True Qi, the two stopped, opened their eyes brimming with joy.

"You’ve finally broken through the bottleneck of the Blood Exchange Realm, reaching the Meridian Opening level."

Jing Yishui and Lei Tingzhi congratulated, they had already released a seal few days ago, acquiring strength at the Meridian Opening level, instantly reaching its peak.

They looked at Wang Xuan, the actual leader of the team, the aura grew stronger over time, yet he still hadn’t reached the Meridian Opening level.

It’s a signal not quite favorable, especially for Wang Xuan.

Because it indicates his power is inadequate to suppress this group of Flood Dragons.

"Wang Xuan, we don’t want to take advantage of your plight, but when you enter the Meridian Opening Realm, we’ll challenge you again!" Jing Yishui and Lei Tingzhi shouted, drawing everyone’s attention.

Everyone turned to Wang Xuan, seeing his calm expression, he then spoke lightly: "Are you taking turns, or coming together?"

"Of course one by one!" Though Jing Yishui harbored inner rage, he didn’t act out, because previously Wang Xuan suppressed the two’s combined efforts.

"Alright, give me a day, the Meridian Opening Realm heh, if I wish to achieve, I can break through at any moment." Wang Xuan smiled faintly, causing female disciples to swoon.

A few days ago when the Sealers opened their seal, he had anticipated the current spectacle, wanting these heavenly talents to behave, the only solution is subduing them through one’s strength!